It makes me want to show those big wasp bastards what we do to punks that think they can throw their weight around just because they're bigger than what they're fighting.

We are, though, flightless skitterers at heart. An aerial battle isn't something we can take direct part in and a hive of flyers isn't something we could take easily.

Hmmmm...maybe the harried hive would talk to other bees? After all, if the wasps wipe out that hive who's to say they won't turn their sights in the others. Maybe we should try and convince our friendly hive to send out diplomats to the other two so that the entire forest could present a united front. Maybe when faced with a force like that we could bring them to the negotiating table and see why, exactly, they're being such assholes.

Seriously, I heard those things lay eggs in your head! I want to know why it chooses to do that.

While we're waiting on the results of that see if we can't get that fish pool dug. Let a little stream trickle in there, create a nice little stagnant pool for small fish. Boom, we have a supply of meat we can use our new water adapted children catch.